ardent

these are the lonely days



Wren


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11-15-2015, 01:41 PM
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Sitting there, chewing on the ears of a hare, she felt pretty alone. An emptiness, like a hole inside her, lingered there and it slowly ate away at her heart. It was horrible. She stopped chewing and sighed, licking her bloody lips. Maybe she should bring this food to her family. Sandpiper and Tordo were probably hungry...

But before she could get up to leave, a more than familiar aroma hit her and she turned her head, only to see her son emerging from the shadows. She gazed over his facial markings, making sure nothing was out of place or distorted, before rising to her paws and leaping toward him. Her tail swayed calmly with excitement. She hasn't seen Shrike in what seemed like forever. "My dearest Shrike, it's so good to see you." She breathed out to him, her lips splitting into a gentle grin. She attempted to close the distance between them, chest to chest as a sort of hug, to greet him. Then, she stepped backward, letting out a heave of relief. He wasn't hurt as bad as many of the other wolves in Abaven and Imperium...and she was so proud of him for standing with his father in the siege. It made her so happy to have a courageous son like him.

Wren seated herself and curled her tail close to her hips as a cold breeze swept over her. She inhaled and smiled. "How are you? Are you recovering from the siege okay?" She had so many questions to ask about him, the siege, his siblings, his father...but that would be okay for now. Later she would question him a bit more about other stuff. For now, it was his well-being that concerned her.

"Burn Baby Burn"